Found at: Iceland
It took me a long time to realize that I was extra. Looking back, it was a missed opportunity. I sent my first twenty years of existence living simply: wearing modest, plain, practical clothes. Eating modest, plain, practical food. Driving a modest, plain, practical car and spouting modest, plain, practical advice about personal finance.
And then I realized that I was just as basic and extra as everyone else – and my life got infinitely better. I started wearing giant gold glasses and eating spicy food and dramatically singing “Total Eclipse of the Heart” at karaoke because life is too short and glittery shoes are amazing.
These Enchanted Eggs fit perfectly into my new ‘extra’ aesthetic. They are just chocolate eggs with some sugar crunch – a simple and familiar essential for any Easter basket – but they are covered with a rose-gold-colored coating and I am 1000% here for that. There’s nothing quite like eating fake-gold Easter eggs in a graduate-level theory class on a rainy Wednesday in February to make you feel like you are living your best life. And there’s nothing that cures a hangry classmate quite like offering them a bag of chocolate treasure. Yes, they’re outrageous. Yes, they’re silly. Yes, they are a needless purchase that goes against my normal cheap aesthetic.
But boy – they are fun!
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